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Congrats to this week's winner CARI BOWER!
This week's writing prompt is: The aroma of cinnamon tickled her nose
I'll give you a writing prompt and you'll write a story including said prompt that's between 150-250 words. That means it must be at least 150 words BUT no more than 250 words. Leave your story in the comments section below. I'll be the weekly judge and you'll want to leave your name, email address, and word count for me at the end of your story. I have to have all these things, especially the email addy to contact the winner. :)
The contest will run from Wednesday 12 AM Eastern (U.S.) to 11:59 PM Eastern (U.S.). Make sure to get your story in before closing! Any posted after 11:59 PM will not be entered. I'll announce the winner Thursday on this blog post, the Beachwalk Press Readers' Group and will also email the winner by Thursday evening.
And what does the winner receive? The above nifty button to show off where ever they darn well please and bragging rights that they told a fantastic story in 250 words or less! :)
(FYI All stories submitted are the intellectual property of the authors.)
You must include the exact words in the writing prompt above. It can be anywhere in the story, as long as it's in there.
This contest is open to everyone, now blow me away with your awesome stories!
The aroma of cinnamon tickled her nose as Persephone inhaled the savory spices of autumn. She and Shawn walked hand-in-hand down the leaf-strewn path.
ReplyDeleteThe wind kicked up her hair, sending the copper curls flying in all directions. She turned her face up, the sun's waning rays heating her flesh. Her gaze caught his. He smiled. Desire snaked its way through her. He halted mid-stride, using their linked hands to pull her to him.
The impact sent her senses reeling, and her impetus rocked him slightly off-kilter. He couldn't catch himself and they tumbled to the forest floor, the leaves cushioning their landing as she half-sprawled on top of him. They laughed, her hair curtaining them off from the rest of the world.
Suddenly his expression sobered and his arms moved from her back to cup her face. Their lips met. Soft at first, but shifted quickly to hard and passionate.
He rolled her beneath him, hear head on his arm. His free hand roved back down her body, caressing her breast through her heavy sweater, before slipping to cup her derriere as his tongue danced with hers.
His arousal pressed against her thigh. Desire pooled low in her belly. She wrapped her leg around his, bringing him in contact with her core. She gasped. He kissed her again; long drugging kisses that stole rational thought.
The sound of a snapping twig behind them brought her head up.
"What was that?"
Cari Bower
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